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a tragedy in three styles
Feb. 25th, 2009 02:22 pmthere once was a 'puter named Dell
Whose keyboard did not work so well
One day the hard drive
just went up and died
leading Jade to say oh what the HELL?
***
One morning, the morning of Ash Wednesday, the day on which all good Catholics are fasting their hearts out to varying degrees and the campus is full of people with stuff on their face, a college junior named Jade reached to hit snooze on her cell phone alarm clock and merely succeeded in pitching said cell phone over the side of her bed. Sighing, she climbed down the ladder--careful to avoid the pile of folded-yet-still-damp shirts sitting precariously on the top rung--and retrieved her phone from where it had landed on the softness of her as-yet-un-hung-up red coat. Relieved, she closed it to shut off the alarm, and then turned around in her lofted-bed-induced cave and opened her laptop, intending to let it boot up while she brushed her teeth.
She pressed the boot button. The Dell screen came to life--and then just as abruptly died, replaced by the words UNABLE TO FIND BOOT SECTOR.
Jade blinked.
CANNOT FIND DRIVE FOR BOOT SECTOR, the computer informed her (or something like that--the only words she really focused on were "unable," "find," and "drive"). PRESS F1 TO TRY AGAIN AND F2 TO ENTER SETUP.
She pressed F1.
UNABLE TO FIND BOOT SECTOR, the computer said again.
She pressed F2. She was confronted by a blue screen she found vaguely familiar, enough to know that it was a screen for The Experts.
She called her father.
"You haven't been backing things up, have you," was the first thing Daddy said.
Jade accused her father of inducing panic attacks.
"Well, at best, they might be able to get the files off it," he said. "...on the other hand, youcouldhavelosteverything."
Jade ungraciously thanked her father for confirming her worst suspicions, and started making a mental list of all the people to whom she had ever emailed anything.
***
Lost: Hard Drive. Files Not Found.
***
( part four: logistics )
Whose keyboard did not work so well
One day the hard drive
just went up and died
leading Jade to say oh what the HELL?
***
One morning, the morning of Ash Wednesday, the day on which all good Catholics are fasting their hearts out to varying degrees and the campus is full of people with stuff on their face, a college junior named Jade reached to hit snooze on her cell phone alarm clock and merely succeeded in pitching said cell phone over the side of her bed. Sighing, she climbed down the ladder--careful to avoid the pile of folded-yet-still-damp shirts sitting precariously on the top rung--and retrieved her phone from where it had landed on the softness of her as-yet-un-hung-up red coat. Relieved, she closed it to shut off the alarm, and then turned around in her lofted-bed-induced cave and opened her laptop, intending to let it boot up while she brushed her teeth.
She pressed the boot button. The Dell screen came to life--and then just as abruptly died, replaced by the words UNABLE TO FIND BOOT SECTOR.
Jade blinked.
CANNOT FIND DRIVE FOR BOOT SECTOR, the computer informed her (or something like that--the only words she really focused on were "unable," "find," and "drive"). PRESS F1 TO TRY AGAIN AND F2 TO ENTER SETUP.
She pressed F1.
UNABLE TO FIND BOOT SECTOR, the computer said again.
She pressed F2. She was confronted by a blue screen she found vaguely familiar, enough to know that it was a screen for The Experts.
She called her father.
"You haven't been backing things up, have you," was the first thing Daddy said.
Jade accused her father of inducing panic attacks.
"Well, at best, they might be able to get the files off it," he said. "...on the other hand, youcouldhavelosteverything."
Jade ungraciously thanked her father for confirming her worst suspicions, and started making a mental list of all the people to whom she had ever emailed anything.
***
Lost: Hard Drive. Files Not Found.
***
( part four: logistics )
